SPN/SV Fic: Everything Will Be... (3/7)
Title: Everything Will Be…
Authors: X_tremeroswellian and Shadow_One
Rated: R for language and violence
Spoilers: Up through and including “Freak” for Smallville and “Born Under a Bad Sign” for Supernatural although this is actually an alternate to the latter.
Feedback: Is love and keeps us writing.
Pairing: Dean/Chloe; hints of Sam/Chloe
One | Two | Three | Four and Five | Six | Conclusion
Chapter Three
A few days later found Chloe and the two Winchesters at another shady motel sitting around a small table, Sam and Chloe researching on their laptops, while Dean was left to his own devices.
"Dudes, I'm bored."
Chloe glanced over at him in amusement. "And out of quarters, I'm guessing."
"Well, when your brother won't give you quarters in the first place..." He shot a glare at Sam, who promptly ignored him.
She smirked and shook her head a bit, looking down at her computer once more. "You could help research," she said wryly.
"I'm good. I'm good."
"That's what I thought." She grinned and looked at Sam.
"So, I'm finding...nothing." Sam said, sighing and leaning back in the chair and stretching.
"Me either," she admitted.
"Well, aren't we productive tonight." Dean commented, staring at the ceiling.
"Says he who's spent the entire day and evening in bed watching television."
"Injured."
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, a shoulder injury stops one from reading," she teased.
"Oh, it does." Dean said, smirking.
"Of course." She smirked back at him.
"So I'm thinking you should come over here..."
"And why is that?"
"Cause I'm lonely."
Chloe smiled and cocked her head to one side, gazing at him. "That right?"
He nodded and grinned wider, "Yes, yes it is."
Amused, she stood up and moved over to sit beside him on the bed. "Better now?"
He nodded and put his head on her shoulder, "Dean feel better now."
She chuckled softly and wrapped her arm around him, kissing his forehead lightly. "That's good."
Sam rolled his eyes, "Dean is a suck up."
Shooting a glare at his brother, he looked back at Chloe, "Yes, but Chloe likes Dean anyway."
She caught the look on Sam's face that he tried to hide and her eyebrows furrowed a little, wondering what was going on with him. "Yes, Chloe likes both Winchester brothers," she said, looking at Dean with a small smile.
Standing, Sam smiled a little, "I'm gonna go grab food."
Moving her arm away from Dean, she stood up, moving over to his side. "You okay, Sam?" she asked quietly, so only he could hear her.
"I'm fine." He said, putting on his jacket, "I'm gonna leave you two alone for a while."
Something wasn't quite right but she couldn't put her finger on what it was. "Okay. Drive safely."
He nodded, "Be back later."
She watched as he headed out the door, a small frown on her face.
"Everything okay?" Dean asked, sitting up a little straighter after he watched his brother leave.
"I'm not sure," she murmured, turning to look at him.
Scooting over on the bed, he patted the bed, "Come sit down."
She drew in a breath and moved to sit beside him again. "What's up?"
"Not much...thinking of you a lot though."
Chloe lifted an eyebrow and looked at him. "Oh yeah?"
"Oh yeah." He whispered.
"What are you thinking about?"
"How pretty you are..." He brought a hand up to her cheek and stroked it softly.
The breath caught in her throat and her cheeks grew pink. "I think those pain killers are working very well."
"Would the fact that I haven't taken them mean anything?" He asked quietly.
She looked at him, startled by his words.
He looked down, "Guess not."
She touched his cheek gently. "I'm just...surprised," she whispered.
He smiled slightly, "That's nice."
"And...a little confused." Her voice was soft and she bit her lower lip.
"How?"
"When Sam was possessed...the demon...told me that..." She drew in a breath. "That you didn't have those kinds of feelings for me."
Dean felt his breath catch in his throat, "It...did?"
Chloe nodded slightly, gazing at him wordlessly.
"It's not true."
"It's not?" She swallowed hard, unable to look away from him.
He looked back up at her, "I love you."
Chloe's eyes widened in shock. That was about the last thing she'd expected him to say. Wordlessly, she leaned closer and kissed him softly on the lips.
Her kiss took him a little by surprise, but he got over it quickly and kissed her back, his hand making its way to her back.
After a moment the kiss ended and she rested her forehead against his. "Hey Dean?"
"Yeah." He breathed.
"Do demons...ever tell the truth?"
"Sometimes...if they think it can mess with your mind."
She swallowed hard, her heart sinking a little.
He pulled away a little, "Why?"
"Just wondered," she said softly.
"Oh."
She slid her arms around his neck in a gentle hug, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. She had a sinking feeling she knew what was going on with Sam.
He relaxed in her embrace, "I like this."
"Me too," she admitted, closing her eyes.
Putting his good arm around her, he pulled her close to him and kissed the top of her head, "I think I could stay like this for a while."
She smiled softly, despite the guilt tugging at her. She rested her head against his collarbone.
Staring at the wall, Dean's expression turned into a frown as he thought about what Sam might've said to Chloe while he was gone. He'd have to talk to her about that later, but right now, he just wanted to stay with her in his arms.
* * *
Sam didn't return until hours later, and when he got back, Dean was asleep. Chloe, however, was wide awake. Sitting on the bed beside Dean, she gazed up at Sam as he entered the room quietly. "Hey," she whispered.
"Hey." He whispered back, shutting the door quietly and setting the bags he'd brought in on the table, "Hungry?"
"A little," she admitted, moving off the bed and heading to the table.
Digging through the bags, he began pulling food out, "Good."
Chloe watched him for a moment. "Hey, Sam?" Her voice was very soft.
He looked up from taking the food out, "Yeah?"
"Can we...go outside for a few minutes and talk?"
"Yeah. Sure..."
She offered him a small smile before heading out the door, forcing herself to take a deep breath in an attempt to calm her nerves.
Leaning against the wall outside, Sam shoved his hands deep into his pockets, "So...what do you want to talk about?"
Chloe turned to face him, her green eyes filled with mixed emotions. He was nervous. Maybe more nervous than she was even. "Um, when you were...possessed...the demon said some things and..." She suddenly felt incredibly stupid.
He furrowed his eyebrows, "What?"
Her cheeks flushed and she looked down at the ground. "The demon sort of said that you...had feelings for me." There. It was out.
He looked down at that. Damn.
Oh God, she thought. It was true. Sam had feelings for her. "Oh," she whispered.
"I know you don't have those feelings back. It's no big deal." He said, turning back toward the door.
"Sam, wait." She caught his arm, gazing up at him intently.
He turned back, "What?"
She was quiet for a moment. "I care about you. A lot. I..." She let out a breath and looked at the ground, wondering if this was how Clark had felt all these years. Guilty and horrible, but flattered. She looked up at him once more. "I never wanna see you hurt."
He gave her a weak smile, "I'll be alright."
"Would it be...easier for you if I went back home?" she asked softly.
He shook his head, "No, stay here. For Dean."
Chloe was quiet for a moment, then she slowly wound her arms around his waist, closing her eyes.
He resisted a little, "I just hope you and Dean are happy."
She didn't let him pull away. "I want you to be happy, too."
"I'm fine. I'm happy just to see Dean happy."
His tone was soft, but sincere and she pulled away, looking up at him. "Can we still be friends?" she whispered.
"Of course." He said, trying on another smile.
Chloe's eyes were sad as she gazed at him. Somehow she never in a million years imagined she'd be in this position. "All right. Let's get something to eat."
"Sounds good."
She gave his arm a gentle squeeze and slowly headed back inside.
Following her back inside, Sam let the smile drop from his face. He had feelings for Chloe, but he knew that they'd never be anything more than friends. She meant too much to Dean for that to ever happen.
Authors: X_tremeroswellian and Shadow_One
Rated: R for language and violence
Spoilers: Up through and including “Freak” for Smallville and “Born Under a Bad Sign” for Supernatural although this is actually an alternate to the latter.
Feedback: Is love and keeps us writing.
Pairing: Dean/Chloe; hints of Sam/Chloe
One | Two | Three | Four and Five | Six | Conclusion
Chapter Three
A few days later found Chloe and the two Winchesters at another shady motel sitting around a small table, Sam and Chloe researching on their laptops, while Dean was left to his own devices.
"Dudes, I'm bored."
Chloe glanced over at him in amusement. "And out of quarters, I'm guessing."
"Well, when your brother won't give you quarters in the first place..." He shot a glare at Sam, who promptly ignored him.
She smirked and shook her head a bit, looking down at her computer once more. "You could help research," she said wryly.
"I'm good. I'm good."
"That's what I thought." She grinned and looked at Sam.
"So, I'm finding...nothing." Sam said, sighing and leaning back in the chair and stretching.
"Me either," she admitted.
"Well, aren't we productive tonight." Dean commented, staring at the ceiling.
"Says he who's spent the entire day and evening in bed watching television."
"Injured."
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, a shoulder injury stops one from reading," she teased.
"Oh, it does." Dean said, smirking.
"Of course." She smirked back at him.
"So I'm thinking you should come over here..."
"And why is that?"
"Cause I'm lonely."
Chloe smiled and cocked her head to one side, gazing at him. "That right?"
He nodded and grinned wider, "Yes, yes it is."
Amused, she stood up and moved over to sit beside him on the bed. "Better now?"
He nodded and put his head on her shoulder, "Dean feel better now."
She chuckled softly and wrapped her arm around him, kissing his forehead lightly. "That's good."
Sam rolled his eyes, "Dean is a suck up."
Shooting a glare at his brother, he looked back at Chloe, "Yes, but Chloe likes Dean anyway."
She caught the look on Sam's face that he tried to hide and her eyebrows furrowed a little, wondering what was going on with him. "Yes, Chloe likes both Winchester brothers," she said, looking at Dean with a small smile.
Standing, Sam smiled a little, "I'm gonna go grab food."
Moving her arm away from Dean, she stood up, moving over to his side. "You okay, Sam?" she asked quietly, so only he could hear her.
"I'm fine." He said, putting on his jacket, "I'm gonna leave you two alone for a while."
Something wasn't quite right but she couldn't put her finger on what it was. "Okay. Drive safely."
He nodded, "Be back later."
She watched as he headed out the door, a small frown on her face.
"Everything okay?" Dean asked, sitting up a little straighter after he watched his brother leave.
"I'm not sure," she murmured, turning to look at him.
Scooting over on the bed, he patted the bed, "Come sit down."
She drew in a breath and moved to sit beside him again. "What's up?"
"Not much...thinking of you a lot though."
Chloe lifted an eyebrow and looked at him. "Oh yeah?"
"Oh yeah." He whispered.
"What are you thinking about?"
"How pretty you are..." He brought a hand up to her cheek and stroked it softly.
The breath caught in her throat and her cheeks grew pink. "I think those pain killers are working very well."
"Would the fact that I haven't taken them mean anything?" He asked quietly.
She looked at him, startled by his words.
He looked down, "Guess not."
She touched his cheek gently. "I'm just...surprised," she whispered.
He smiled slightly, "That's nice."
"And...a little confused." Her voice was soft and she bit her lower lip.
"How?"
"When Sam was possessed...the demon...told me that..." She drew in a breath. "That you didn't have those kinds of feelings for me."
Dean felt his breath catch in his throat, "It...did?"
Chloe nodded slightly, gazing at him wordlessly.
"It's not true."
"It's not?" She swallowed hard, unable to look away from him.
He looked back up at her, "I love you."
Chloe's eyes widened in shock. That was about the last thing she'd expected him to say. Wordlessly, she leaned closer and kissed him softly on the lips.
Her kiss took him a little by surprise, but he got over it quickly and kissed her back, his hand making its way to her back.
After a moment the kiss ended and she rested her forehead against his. "Hey Dean?"
"Yeah." He breathed.
"Do demons...ever tell the truth?"
"Sometimes...if they think it can mess with your mind."
She swallowed hard, her heart sinking a little.
He pulled away a little, "Why?"
"Just wondered," she said softly.
"Oh."
She slid her arms around his neck in a gentle hug, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. She had a sinking feeling she knew what was going on with Sam.
He relaxed in her embrace, "I like this."
"Me too," she admitted, closing her eyes.
Putting his good arm around her, he pulled her close to him and kissed the top of her head, "I think I could stay like this for a while."
She smiled softly, despite the guilt tugging at her. She rested her head against his collarbone.
Staring at the wall, Dean's expression turned into a frown as he thought about what Sam might've said to Chloe while he was gone. He'd have to talk to her about that later, but right now, he just wanted to stay with her in his arms.
* * *
Sam didn't return until hours later, and when he got back, Dean was asleep. Chloe, however, was wide awake. Sitting on the bed beside Dean, she gazed up at Sam as he entered the room quietly. "Hey," she whispered.
"Hey." He whispered back, shutting the door quietly and setting the bags he'd brought in on the table, "Hungry?"
"A little," she admitted, moving off the bed and heading to the table.
Digging through the bags, he began pulling food out, "Good."
Chloe watched him for a moment. "Hey, Sam?" Her voice was very soft.
He looked up from taking the food out, "Yeah?"
"Can we...go outside for a few minutes and talk?"
"Yeah. Sure..."
She offered him a small smile before heading out the door, forcing herself to take a deep breath in an attempt to calm her nerves.
Leaning against the wall outside, Sam shoved his hands deep into his pockets, "So...what do you want to talk about?"
Chloe turned to face him, her green eyes filled with mixed emotions. He was nervous. Maybe more nervous than she was even. "Um, when you were...possessed...the demon said some things and..." She suddenly felt incredibly stupid.
He furrowed his eyebrows, "What?"
Her cheeks flushed and she looked down at the ground. "The demon sort of said that you...had feelings for me." There. It was out.
He looked down at that. Damn.
Oh God, she thought. It was true. Sam had feelings for her. "Oh," she whispered.
"I know you don't have those feelings back. It's no big deal." He said, turning back toward the door.
"Sam, wait." She caught his arm, gazing up at him intently.
He turned back, "What?"
She was quiet for a moment. "I care about you. A lot. I..." She let out a breath and looked at the ground, wondering if this was how Clark had felt all these years. Guilty and horrible, but flattered. She looked up at him once more. "I never wanna see you hurt."
He gave her a weak smile, "I'll be alright."
"Would it be...easier for you if I went back home?" she asked softly.
He shook his head, "No, stay here. For Dean."
Chloe was quiet for a moment, then she slowly wound her arms around his waist, closing her eyes.
He resisted a little, "I just hope you and Dean are happy."
She didn't let him pull away. "I want you to be happy, too."
"I'm fine. I'm happy just to see Dean happy."
His tone was soft, but sincere and she pulled away, looking up at him. "Can we still be friends?" she whispered.
"Of course." He said, trying on another smile.
Chloe's eyes were sad as she gazed at him. Somehow she never in a million years imagined she'd be in this position. "All right. Let's get something to eat."
"Sounds good."
She gave his arm a gentle squeeze and slowly headed back inside.
Following her back inside, Sam let the smile drop from his face. He had feelings for Chloe, but he knew that they'd never be anything more than friends. She meant too much to Dean for that to ever happen.